Pinecone ice art, a priceless lunch, not at all just, poor voicemail rhetoric, & my blogiversary…

~Wednesday~  I caught the 8:45 bus in instead of the 8:15, as the university was on a weather delay opening at 10:00. It’s the day after the “big ice storm” that brought everything to a standstill around here, and it was cold while I waited for the bus, about which warnings had been posted on … Read more

Ice Capades watched, willpower tested, kinky boots licked, and a new book emerges…

~Tuesday~ I got up late this morning, at 8:30, because it was a “work from home” day. It was a work from home day, because our office belongings—including our computers—were being moved for us from the second floor to the basement as noted in yesterday’s entry. But as it turned out, it was an adverse … Read more

A mode emerges, Black Love, a twofer shelter, a dismal view, and putting an end to The Help…

~Monday~  I arrived at the city bus stop at 8:15, and the bus arrived at 8:22. Not to get all back into frequency distribution and statistics, but I think 8:22 is starting to be a significant number. In the game of mean, median, mode, and range, 8:22 is clearly emerging as the mode. Who cares? … Read more

Back of neck kissing, lallygagging gym patrons, a brilliant ad campaign, working, and reading…

~Sunday~  I was up after eight hours of sleep and fixed a nice egg, sausage, and cheese sandwich on an English muffin, along with a pot of delicious Joe’s Coffee House Bourbon Pecan coffee. You know what’s coming next. It’s Sunday. I put on my country gospel CD, and read this week’s PostSecrets while enjoying … Read more

A lazy Saturday, an erroneous “black crises” warning, and not feeling it out…

~Saturday~  I had a lazy, lazy Saturday. After sleeping seven hours, I got up, had breakfast, played a little Scrabble and worked on Friday’s blog entry. Starting at about 1:00, I read a good chunk of The Help, of which I’m coming down the home stretch now, and after which I fell asleep for another couple … Read more

Dreadlocks and a voucher, Sarah makes faces, a bus driver’s ethos, and carrying a leg brace…

~Friday~  I was back on my 8:15 city bus schedule today, and it arrived at 8:22. In an unusual occurrence, eight people got on at the next stop, just down the street from mine. Usually 2 people, 3 at the most, get on at that stop, if anyone. A man sat across from me wearing … Read more

Picking your seat, friends age 8 years, Anna reads, gay men bowl, and I drink…

~Thursday~  It was a typical morning, except an hour earlier today. I was at the city bus stop at 7:17 and the bus arrived at 7:25. 70% Geek / 30% Military arrived at the stop after me, and as is his M.O., took out a hardback book and read. A man walking on the other … Read more

A useless frequency distribution, “Language!”, he knew Hugh, and lifting weights @ 11:00 at night…

~Wednesday~  Another non-rushed morning, hooray for that. I arrived at the city bus stop at 8:16, but waited across the street from the stop in the sun. It arrived at 8:22. Who’s counting? The bus was pretty empty and for some unknown reason, I decided to count the number of people who got on at … Read more

A jockeying position, superfluous office visits, as the world ends, and whip my hair…

~Tuesday~ I met my goal of getting more sleep and not rushing in the morning today. I was at the city bus stop at 8:16, and the bus arrived at 8:22. The driver was one of the steam heat drivers from earlier in the fall, but surprisingly, it was a rather comfortable temperature on the … Read more

Tired served up, poetic progress, people like me, erections, compelling history, & an early night..

~Monday~  I woke up tired this morning, which is what five hours of sleep serves up. I have got to make a concerted effort this year to get to bed earlier, and to give myself more time to get ready in the morning so that I’m not so rushed. That was the downside of my … Read more